Chapter 38 - The Black Family - Part 3

My great-grandfather, when he finished telling me this, turned and took me to the previous room. Upon returning to this place I began to notice that everything that was sealed maintained a certain internal movement. My great grandfather started talking again.

''Even though the doppelganger was bent in a certain way, as you could see, it is still alive. For many generations, our family looked for a way to identify these beings and destroy them. For years we had no breakthrough until someone came up with experimenting with beings that cannot die in conventional ways.''

I quickly turned my head to the hanging dark fabrics and realized what they really were. Just knowing that my family had experimented with lethifolds terrified me. I looked at my great-grandfather who just sighed and nodded. From the movement that I saw from time to time, I could be sure that they were still alive.

As my mind wandered more and more, I heard my great grandfather again.

''Our family managed to get a few lethifolds. All our attempts to harm them were almost useless, only the patronus charm seemed to have any effect. But this was not enough so they looked for more beings with similar properties. It was difficult for them but they managed to catch a couple of dementors. ''

He approached the largest fabrics in the room and stood in front of them observing them. Quickly from the closest, it seemed that he wanted to lift an arm from what now looked like a robe to me. But the attempts were useless and the robe was inert again in a short time.

The more I saw the dementor the more strange it seemed. Now he understood the aura of oppression of these rooms but that did not explain why he only saw it as a robe and not as a kind of wraith.

'' And where is the dementor's body? '' I asked my great grandfather.

Hearing the question, he smiled at me. ''When they had them together and were able to compare them, they realized that they were not similar, but that they were the same species. They are just in different stages of their life. But when he realized this, a new question arose: why does the dementor feed on emotions, and how it is possible that the lethifold could not.''

He answered me as he walked to one of the closets. ''Then they discovered a creature that also fed on emotions and human flesh. Of all the large number of beings, only one had a predilection for fear and sadness, in addition to eating exclusively human flesh. The boggart was easy to get, no one was afraid of a simple spell and the boggart no longer knew what to do.

''He quickly removed the spell that kept one of the closets closed. The boggart quickly came out of hiding and became several members of our immediate family. All walking with their c.h.e.s.ts held high and with a disgusted face when looking at my great-grandfather. He quickly used the riddikulus spell, transforming them into mere vagabonds. The boggart, seeing that he could not do anything, tried to go back to his closet but my great grandfather was quicker and sealed it.

Thanks to this, I observed the true appearance of the boggart, and the truth is that this being does not have an appearance. It was just a dark gas flitting around trying to find a place to hide. My great-grandfather and I watched for several minutes as it flew slower and slower and the gas gradually vanished.

At the end when there was almost nothing left and it was about to be extinguished I heard the highest and most horrible scream, it was almost close to the scream of a mandrake. But the pain and the voice of a baby stood out. This made my skin crawl, the psychological blow I received was greater than I expected, I could feel the sweat running down my back and my breathing ragged.

It took me several minutes to calm down but for the first time, I looked in terror at the rest of the cabinets. My great grandfather, although he tried to hide it, you could see that various emotions ran through his face.

He calmed down much faster than I. And he waited that I would finish calming down. To tell me a great truth.

'' Boggarts are the result of human cruelty towards a newborn.''

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